Seems about as obvious a chain of events as Paula Deen getting type 2 diabetes, doesn't it? Wait, didn't gout disappear in 1782? (The restaurant critic writing this post grows a little sweaty, flexes toes to make sure they're not producing burning, stinging pain.)
Unfortunately not. Yesterday, former New York Times
restaurant critic and Born Round
author Frank Bruni announced that he had been diagnosed with gout
five months ago. "When gout pays a visit to one of my feet," he wrote, "I can't stand on it or put a sock on it or even place a thin sheet over it; pretty much all I can do is stare at it, swear at it and bang my fist on the nearest hard surface while waiting for the industrial-strength anti-inflammatories my doctor has prescribed to kick in."
Bruni, however, responds to a lifestyle-induced health condition the right way: He changes his lifestyle:
You never really quite appreciate just what a cornucopia of food alternatives exists -- just how many culinary directions you can set off in -- until a few are cut off and you're forced to re-route yourself. That's a lesson that people with celiac disease and with diabetes have learned. It's what vegetarians have long asserted. And it's what gout is teaching me.
Congratulations/sympathies to Bruni. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to inhale a bag of kale.